A note from Gwen
My first title! Taken in the Cage tells the story of a plus-sized reporter who is willing to do whatever it takes to get an interview with a mysterious and withdrawn MMA fighter. I hope you enjoy. 🙂
Taken in the Cage (BBW BDSM Erotic Romance)
By Gwendolyn Bridges
Sportswriter Veronica Carlyle is a tough, curvy woman working in the macho sport of mixed martial arts. She’ll do anything to get an interview, but when reclusive light heavyweight champion Daniel Hale refuses to go on the record, she finds herself playing a sexy game–locked in the cage, how far will Veronica go to get to know the mysterious alpha male fighter?
WARNING:Â This 6,500 word BBW erotic romance includes scenes of light bondage, spanking, handcuffs, oral sex, domination and a hot game that climaxes in first time anal sex.
A sizzling hot excerpt from the book:
“What are you doing?” I asked, a mix of nerves and excitement flowing through me. Danny stepped back quietly, gracefully, bare feet barely touching the canvas below us.
“Trust is important,” he said. “It’s all we have. You said you trust me.”
I nodded slowly, pulling slightly on my arm, which was stuck and raised high above my head with the handcuffs.
“You should let me go,” I said, trying to sound powerful–trying to sound insistent. But I wasn’t sure I really wanted him to. Part of me wanted to stay.
“Say it again,” he said, moving closer to me, wrapping his arm around my back. I felt his fingers caress my skin. His lips floated up near my ear and he almost kissed me as he talked.
“Say you trust me.”
The feeling of the fighter near me was intoxicating.
“I trust you,” I said. And I meant it. I felt it. From the tips of my toes to my heaving chest, I felt that trust.
His hand on my back moved toward the zipper on my black dress. He pulled the zip down and then, grasping me on both sides, pulled the garment off of me, down to the floor. I stood before him now, one arm in bondage, wearing only a black bra and white panties. I had never let any man look at my body like this. I cursed myself for a second for not wearing a matching set–this was hardly the kind of thing suited for a night like this. A night that was quickly turning toward sex.
Sex. The word rattled around my head. Was this really happening? Was I really standing in my underwear, letting a man I had just met yesterday control me?
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